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Lost In The Breeze

I try to hold on
But my thoughts are an umbrella
Turned inside out against the wind

I pull with all my might
But the air has memorized
My fight and knows
That I am nothing

While it's truly that easy to lose your grip,
One more gust and you'll lose your mind.





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